Chapter 3 Make-up classes are a nightmare of the student days

On the field of the actual combat class of the Academy Affiliated to the Holy See, a group of students are in class.

"Tell me what is the most important thing to you as a mage!"

"Report to the teacher! It's the level of magic and the level of magic! ā€

The students whose names were called seemed to be a little scared of the burly magic teacher in front of them.

Yes, the magic teacher, more than two meters tall, twelve pack abs, and arms that are two circles thicker than his legs.

"Fart, then tell me, how can you fight with a mage with exactly the same magic power, level, and skill as there is no restraint or mistakes!

"Unless you want to sacrifice your life by two or three levels to release your magic and blast your enemies, the mage's melee combat will always be your last straw!"

"In the previous lesson, we talked about how to integrate martial arts into the application of the wand and blade, and now let's practice freely in groups of two according to the two assigned to you in the previous lesson. ā€

After the teacher lectured as usual and then arranged the training content, he turned his head to look at Victor, this is not the first time that the heir of the pope has skipped class, but it is the first time to skip his own class, it seems that this sixteen-year-old kid still likes the class he teaches.

"You didn't come last time, Your Highness will come to practice with me today. ā€

Victor rolled his eyes, but did not refuse, the demon bear in front of him was a very rare profession among the Holy See clergy, the Divine Curse Hunter.

Only a handful of Paladins of Punishment who are most focused on killing and fighting can advance to the Horserider of Damnation, and there is a minimum restriction, which is that they must be at least the first tier of Mithril to have a chance.

"I said Deputy Captain Vogel, let me practice a silver seventh-order and a pure gold seventh-order Heavenly Punishment Hunter, isn't it just skipping a lesson for you, as for such deliberate revenge?"

"Oh, I haven't seen His Highness for a few days, and it's actually the seventh order, so isn't it about to break through to gold?"

"Look at the geniuses of the same age in the major forces, most of them are cold steel level, and the worst batch is also above the fifth golden order! Not to mention that those few goods who suddenly descended like heavenly gods are already at the meteoric iron level. Even the peers of the affiliated colleges have a lot of geniuses who have reached the gold level, and I, the heir of the Pope, sound good, and the result is the best one. ā€

Although Victor kept complaining, there was no expression of loss or unhappiness on his face, and there was no ambiguity in his hands.

Although it couldn't even break the defense against Vogel, the Holy Book and the durable shield of the Damned Hunter were shining with golden light, at least it looked fierce enough.

Vogel just carried the blow of the Holy Scripture and commented.

"Your Highness's technique, how can I look more and more like those gangsters outside the North City? The Holy Pawn is used as a half-brick, this confusion is definitely big enough, and melee professionals below the cold steel level are absolutely unbearable, and they can also attach low-level magic to the Holy Book to attack, it seems that His Highness is indeed suitable for my class." ā€

Vogel is not flattering Victor, and his status does not need to be flattered, he clearly feels that this holy canon has at least the power of the fourth order of gold on his body, if he pulls the cold son, whether it is to lift the front face or paste the back of the head, it is absolutely impossible to bear the profession below the cold steel that does not specialize in defense or is born with a strong bizarre physique.

"It's just that the speed is a little slower, and the first wave of surprise attacks fails, so it's useless, so you still have to find a way, either to increase the power of a single blow, or to find a way to speed up the overall speed. ā€

Victor himself knows too well this bit of his melee skills, and he basically learned it from the thugs after making up for himself, and this kind of rough and unstructured street brawl is really useless.

But there is no one in this world who uses bricks as weapons to pass through his predecessors, and leaves exclusive bricks such as eighteen bricks of subduing demons in a dangerous and dangerous place. Therefore, these Qimen weapons are too miserable in the other world, and they are not even good to learn from, this is still the binding equipment given by the system, and all system skills must be released through the throwing of bricks.

That's right, all skills are thrown attached to bricks, including healing skills.

Although it can be done with normal casting, the skill released by throwing the bricks will increase the power by 50% compared to the normal casting, even a fool probably knows what to choose, right?

Not to mention the excellent concealment - who would have thought that the flying bricks might be bombarded with a holy light or a great rejuvenation technique, although allies could also be frightened......

But that doesn't change the fact that he uses the most inexplicable weapon in the world.

And the most hateful thing is that this brick is still a dual-wielding weapon that he meowed.

The one disguised as the Holy Instrument is the big red brick of the star meteorite mythril in the main hand, and the black heart brick of the deep sea cold iron essence gold of the deputy hand that usually lies in the spatial ring, and when dual-wielding, it can also reduce the number of chant bytes, increasing the consumption of mana in proportion.

Think about it later, Victor inherited the Pope's crown, and the way to release the skill is to throw the brick towards the target, and the lethal skill is okay, and it can also be accompanied by a physical attack and the skill power will become greater, but what to do when you put auxiliary skills and healing skills?

Anyone who sees a brick flying towards their head, no matter whether the light shining on it is the Great Rejuvenation Technique or the Holy Light Shield, will want to subconsciously dodge it.

God loves the world and makes bricks for all beings.

My mother, this is sacred, it is estimated that the Lord of the Holy Light, who leads the Holy Light Divine System, has a decisive and powerful divine power in the camp of the good gods, so that the future Pope will be angry with cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

Wait, do the gods have cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases......

After taking the magic melee class, Victor had to continue to make up for the class, in addition to the alchemy potion making, magic skills, life assembly class and enchantment introductory class, he also had to take a full twelve classes, all of which were specially taught by the future pope mages of the Tower of Light.

There are more teachers than students, which makes Victor think that the Tower of Light is connected to about eighteen levels of hell.

Do you know the thrill of knowing that there is only one student in the entire Tower of Light, but there are more than twenty white-bearded old men around you teaching a class?

More than twenty veteran Holy Light Mages ranging from Essence to Sanctuary, each of them has a field of expertise, to put it bluntly, it is a Light Flame Beast with the talent of Holy Light, and they can all teach a qualified Holy Light Mage.

Besides, Victor is the only papal heir to the profession of Holy Light Mage for more than 500 years, and these white-bearded old men can be regarded as having found their purpose in life, and they have to teach Victor to become the strongest Holy Light Mage who has never been seen before or since.

Victor persuaded this group of old men to give up this idea more than once, no matter how strong the Holy Light Mage is, at most, it will surpass the legend, promote to the epic, and be on an equal footing with the gods?

Although Victor also knew that there was no harm in learning from them......

But there are white-bearded old men all around, do you still think it's the starting point ten years ago! What is there to see about the old man! Even if there is a plump big sister as a teacher, he can endure it!

Think about the female teachers in the Holy See's Affiliated Academy, who are beautiful, kind, in shape, cheerful and generous, and have no boyfriends......

The drama between the gentle female teacher and the domineering pope's heir may not be staged in this life!

Thinking of this, Victor hung his head in grief.

Tears, pee came out.

After making up for another whole day's lessons, Victor felt that his whole body was about to float, and after these white-bearded old men knew that he was already at the seventh silver order, the quality and quantity of teaching suddenly improved a lot.

The most outrageous thing is that one of the old men actually explained to him the Adamantite-level magic [Heavenly Divine Armor] today, although after learning about it, he learned that this is a high-level and low-cost magic exclusive to the Holy Light Mage, but it is extremely outrageous.

No matter how low the consumption is, it is compared to the Holy Light Mage of the Mithril rank and above, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like his silver-level brother can release it!

After such a cycle of a week, Victor's whole person was obviously a lot haggard, who said that he couldn't eat enough spiritual food because he meowed?

He's dying!

Victor stuffed the smoked chicken thighs seized from the Pope into his mouth to balance the ratio of spiritual food and material food, and wandered around the Holy City, although it is called the Holy City, but only the middle part is the base camp of the Holy See, and most of the other spaces are still the appearance of an ordinary city, more prosperous than the emperors, peddlers and pawns, noisy carriages and horses, bustling streets, and all kinds of different races coexist equally.

In other words, the Holy City is the "imperial capital" of the Holy See.

A cat man Lori and an elf Lori are eating and drinking with a human girl, laughing and playing, this is not a good picture in those countries ruled by humans, not to mention the Naga Paladins and Dragonborn Bishops that Victor knows, the only ones who have done the best integration and are always committed to going further, are the Holy City and Elseriland. Although the rest of the world is not all blood feuds, mutual suppression, persecution, and discrimination have always been the main theme among various races, or this is what the rulers of all races want to see, after all, the number of human beings and the territory of domination are very huge, easily surpassing the sum of all other races, and the struggle between the majority and the minority has never stopped.

Victor couldn't help but think that after crossing over, he learned that the place where he was was actually the Holy See, and was influenced by various online texts and comic works in his previous life, thinking that the Holy See must be extremely dark and rotten inside, and they are all sanctimonious gods.

Thinking of this, he felt extremely embarrassed, he was like losing his mind, he didn't even smile, he had a cold face at everyone, he was cautious and wary of everyone, and he was even called dead facial paralysis at one time. But he gradually found out from all aspects that he might really be misled by stereotypes, he stood on the second floor and thought that the people of the Holy See were standing on the fifth floor, but as a result, they were in the basement, especially when he learned that the attributes of the Holy Light itself have a very high affinity for the orderly and good camp, and it can be said that the vast majority of people with the talent of the Holy Light are good people.

The reason why the vast majority of them are still due to the influence of the acquired environment, and there have been paladins, priests, and even angels who have fallen from order-mindedness and kindness to various reasons in history.

It's the high-level members of the Holy See around him who can fight because of the uneven distribution of the spoils of barbecue, and they have fallen into this kind of thing that sounds like a thief is forced and a thief has a profit......

They won't be able to do it.

Victor was reminiscing about the ridiculous past, and suddenly found that someone had dragged his robe, and when he looked back, it was actually the elf Lori he had just seen, with an aggrieved face and a flat mouth, and he was about to cry.

"Little sister, can't you find your friend?" Victor hurriedly spoke first, and when he got lost, he asked for help from someone who looked young and kind, isn't it a little too simple to distinguish between good and evil in this elf Lori, but it seems that this method is still very useful at least in the Holy City, asking for help from a person with a good face or a national character face, it must be either a priest or a paladin, "Is your friend a human big sister and a cat man sister?"

Elf Lori nodded quickly, the white double ponytail kept swaying with the movement, and then Victor saw her appearance clearly, the pair of heterochromatic pupils were too beautiful to be real, the left eye was indigo, the right eye was orange yellow, and she was wearing a small light green skirt, the standard elf Lori dress.

"Hello, my name is Victor, how old are you?" Victor squatted down and gently rubbed the top of Elf Lori's head, "Next time you must follow your friends." ā€

"Hmm!" Elf Lori hugged Victor directly on his lap, "I—I'm sixty-two years old this year!"

The hand rubbing Lori's head froze, and he was in his forties in his two lives combined......

"Alas, after so long, I still don't get used to communicating with these immortals, this lifespan alone has already made the world view very different, and the sixty-two-year-old elf is converted, that is, three or four years old. ā€

"Host, this system reminds you to pay attention to your style problem, if this system has a physical body, just your behavior just now, I will definitely let the patrol paladin arrest you and go to prison!"

"Don't talk about calves, this Lori is much older than Mrs. Wilson, the vegetable seller over there!"

"Then who knows if you have a special hobby!"